The Wilmingtonian., 1887-05-07
MRS, M,elNTYs CREST.
Two Bars Argent on Sable shield--onr
Down Town, the Other Up Town.

Two Bars Argent on a Sable shield-ops |
Down Town, the Other Up Town.
Two years ago Margaret McGinty, matron,
washed her children and entered society
Mciinty, pere, continued to watch the till in
his two palatial bsrrooms and, scorning so
ciety, sought only such honors as lie in Amer
lean politics and the profits, such as evading
the license law and distributing patronage,
that lie in "infiooeuce.n Mrs. McGinty how
ever, went to Europe, put Maggie and Mary
in a "pinsion" at Paris, and did Switzerland
and the bogs of her ancestors with unabating
enthusiasm and industrious impartiality. She
came back recently, the young ladies having
been polished till they shone, and settled down
In her new mansion, near the big cathedral.
The first stumbling block that afflicted her in
her conquest of New York was note paper,
and for note paper she started last week.
In looking over Tiffany's sample book she
struck beautiful green crest, with birds and
things 1t delighted her.
an take that wan,n she said with hdif-
ferent majesty. From her manner she ap-
peared to have bought thousands Of crests in
her time.
"But a-really, madam" said the clerk,
THAT is Mrs. Van SpankerbOom's. It's her
own you know"
AN fare did she git it.n said the lady,
Indignantly. 1t appeared that it might have
been stolen from her.
''She a--they look them up in books you
know. Everybody has a crest you know
somewhere
"Av coorse know" said Mrs McGinty,
contemptuously. But all the same, as she
sailed out Of the doorway like an Irish
galleon freighted with gold and precious
stones, she was angry and mortified Every
body had one. Where was hers! By luck
she went into Brentano's, and in Brentanos
she found it.
On the showcase was an artistic design for
framing, consisting of shield with bars,
arabesques helmet, coronet and four
geological Nightmares with red tongues. Mrs.
McGinty gazed at it hungrily. She controlled
her feelings, however.
whats the proice av that thing therer
she SAID, with an airy smile
"It's not for sale, madam
"Gorra, | thart shtores was fur sellin'," she
said, with faint but amiable sarcasm.
1--WE could make a copy of il for YOU
madam
"For how much"
"Twenty-hye dollars
ats not the money I'd moind, but its goin
away we are Faith, it's purity picter nov
to have in the frint parlor. Why don't W
sell me that an paint ancdther wan"
II don't know" said the clerk doubtfully.
"Here, wrap it up. An ye nadent mond
the change she said, pushing three ten dollal
bills at him, And she got it. She went bach
to Tiffany's on the wind. She went straight
to the clerk and handed it to him.
"Theres me crist," said she, with aristo.
cratic ease.
He bowed and unwrapped it, He was 4
little puzzled, for it seemed somewhat ia
miliar.
at is-pardon me-this is the Mciinty
crestm
"Av coorse What would be dom Wit
amy odther!"
"Two bars!' asked he. II had two bar
argent ON a shield sable.
'Yis Two bars she said, annoyed. "Wai
on Fourteenth street am wan on Fifty thirt
an Sixth aveney. Ye can see for yourself
''And three lionsf'
mo lions at all What is it ye're tarkin
Them's bulldargs, Mike, Andy an Pat
They're in the wood ched at me residence, al
We must know
He said no more, but filed the order wit
only saving modification. Mrs. McGint
now has quite as a good a crest as anybody
but there is an old Dutch family up town tina
are strangely agitated. Envelopes long an
loud are floating about the city with a cres
strangely like that OH the market gardener
boat of their ancestor of the Seventeenth eel
tury, and upon the altar of American hulliO
they are sacrificed. New York Times.